Immortal Mortal

But if one had to choose one’s favourite place in the Sword Prison, it would still be the Sword Qi River. Precisely because of its presence, there was peace in the Vine Mountain of Safety. At the same time, the water from the river could not only repair flesh torn by sword qi, but also heal one’s primordial spirit.

Thus, regardless whether a person liked the Sword Qi River or not, many still sneakily went there to collect whatever river water they could.

Only Devil Hand’s Pang Hong, Immortal Hunters’ Wei Zidao, and Righteousness Mountain’s Shang Hedao openly went to the Sword Qi River.

These three men had underlings who would take turns going to and fro from the riverside to collect water. This was why Fei Bing betrayed Devil Hand. If he didn’t run away, he would eventually die from continuously going near the river.

The Vine Mountain of Safety was completely covered in criss crossing vines. No matter where you went on the mountain, there would be various vines overlapping one another.

These vines seemed to be built like a completely irregular tent, and no one knew where these vines originated from or where they led to. All they knew was that the vines grew out from underground, and were about the same as trees.

”After exiting the Vine Mountain of Safety, it’ll be just a few kilometers ahead.” Wei Zidao explained as they wove in and out of the vines.

A short moment later, both of them had exited the mountain.

Once they took the first step outside, the density of sword qi increased tremendously. Wei Zidao also shut up. Although he was strong enough to withstand this level of sword qi, but withstanding it was all he could do, hence it wasn’t a good time to lose focus by talking. Remaining silent would help him conserve spiritual will and immortal elemental energy.

Suddenly, Mo Wuji paused, as he stared at the Vine Mountain of Safety behind him while frowning.

”What’s the matter Sect Head Mo?” Seeing Mo Wuji’s actions, Wei Zidao asked out of curiosity despite not intending to speak.

”Brother Zidao, wait for a moment.” After finishing his sentence, Mo Wuji entered the Vine Mountain of Safety, and came out once again.

A look of confusion appeared on Mo Wuji face, and Wei Zidao stopped when he saw that.

”It’s nothing, let’s continue heading towards Sword Qi River.” Mo Wuji waved it off as he smiled.

He didn’t know whether it was just paranoia, but the instant he left the mountain, it felt like a great burden had been lifted from his shoulders.

This feeling was a little too unusual. The Vine Mountain of Safety was supposed to be the safe area, while anywhere outside it was where dangerous sword qi resided. So how could he have felt more relaxed after coming out of the mountain?

Due to this weird sensation, Mo Wuji went into the mountain again. But the feeling of relief disappeared when he exited for the second time.

”Did Sect Head Mo discover anything?” Wei Zidao did not completely believe what Mo Wuji had just said.

With a chuckle, Mo Wuji replied, ”I must be too high strung. After all, I was being hunted down by a few guys not long ago. So I probably developed a habit of being on guard, which made me a little paranoid…”

At this moment, Mo Wuji paused again.

Could his instincts really have been wrong? Back when he entered Heavenly Chasm City after exiting Gods Tower, he had sensed danger in a manner not too different from what he just experienced. He didn’t care about it then, and almost got killed by a few old fogies at Da Yi Immortal City. In the end, he also lost Da Huang while escaping, while Han Qingru was thrown into the Sword Prison and almost died.

This meant the feeling he just got was an indication that the Vine Mountain of Safety was a dangerous area.

Taking in a deep breath, Mo Wuji told himself that he would not fall like this a second time. No matter what, he would have to look for some way to leave the mountain after returning from the river.

There was definitely something weird about this place. He probably couldn’t sense it the second time as he had gotten used to it.

Naturally, Wei Zidao could sense that something was on Mo Wuji’s mind. But since Mo Wuji didn’t say anything, he didn’t probe either. Everyone had their own secrets, and that was a fact.

Just as expected, every two steps they took, the stronger the sword qi became.